Well… this one is about memory, the day to day of living with the memory problems that come along with mental illness and with complex PTSD’s shrinking of the hippocampus and amygdala (I only assume this is behind some of my difficulties – I do not know for sure). 122 more words
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It took me about four and a half seconds to realize where I was. After noting the unfamiliar white bed, the smell of new paint on the walls, I looked to my left and saw Jenny, wearing a white Hooters sweater, sleeping with both of her hands under her right cheek. 1,162 more words
Memories are not just about the past. They are images, narratives, promises, and ideas which we carry with us in the present moment.
How I understand who I am and what I am doing right now is dependent upon memory. 967 more words